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Finish the letters, and forget it.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010 5:36 PM


Thanks Pearline for the shots.
Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.
Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.
Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 - the last person you kissed
Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.
Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.
Day 28 - someone that changed your life.
Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.
Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror
I'll pick three and I'll tell you.

Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.
Dear first ex boyfriend,

yeah surprised? you were the one that broke it the hardest. gosh, some more you're my first love. well, not really. i was too young that time. i didn't understand what the fuck was lust/love. yeah. bye.
Day 28 - someone that changed your life.
Dear myself,

From primary school to secondary school: I've changed.

Thanks for letting the wonders of being hyper come into my life. I didn't know my secondary school would like hyper crazy freak asses that are fucking friendly. And I still remembered, one the first day of school, my first impression to Zavier was, "Annie? Were you a prefect?"

I said, "Yeah, but that was primary three and then I quit when I'm primary four. Why?"

Zavier replied, "Because, you're so confident."

I never knew that until he told me.

Second thing, Miss Toh's first impression of me was, "Annie? You understand Chinese right?"

I replied, "Obviously."

Some friends kpo, said, "Miss Toh, she's obviously chinese. Yellow skin eh."

Then Miss Toh said, "I know, but she has a accent in her voice."

I have an accent. Thanks. Wait, what kind of accent? I don't want it to be American accent. I want it to be British accent. So is it British accent? I never asked.
Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.
Hi Kelvin.

Guess you'll read this soon.
Hung out with Pearline.
We went to the gym. Then we tried out all the machines. She was so pro. Just look at her arm muscles. No wonder I failed inclined pull up. Because I can't even lift 30kg, I'm too fucking heavy.

Then, after sweating out all the fats. We went to 7-11. Pearline saw her friend. Talked to him. And I slowly chose what I wanted. Giant or just the large one. Oh gee, $2 for gulp and sandwiches. Wtf should I buy that?! Eh no. I'm not exactly hungry.

In the end I bought Slurpee, $1.

AND THEN I WENT TO MALAYSIA.

Nah, I'm joking. It's Singapore.

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